At nine o'clock, the city gradually quieted down, and for Li Qingming, it also marked the most comfortable moment of the day.
In his high-rise apartment, having finished with his nightly grooming, he had changed into black pajamas and was cleaning his ears with a cotton swab, feeling refreshed as he stepped out of the bathroom.
Yet the two mothers had already set up the projector in the living room, greeting him with solemn faces and nods.
"A lecture?" Li Qingming furrowed his brows on the spot, "Now?"
Qin Li raised her glasses and hummed, "You're at a crossroads in your life, and it's our duty to tell you the true face of society."
"Oh," replied Li Qingming as he continued to clean his ears and headed towards the bedroom, "just email it to me."
"Hey, hey!" Yang Zi quickly stepped forward to stop him, "She's prepared this lesson for a long time, waiting for this very day."
